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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Brother Shatterstone" data-source="post: 1332289" data-attributes="member: 13442">Brystasia Purelove: Half-Nymph/Female (Avenger/Favored Soul/Heartwarder)~Later~Brystasia wakes up to the world that’s full of a brilliant silvery blonde color and not much else but this is hardly a surprise and with simple comb over with her delicate fingers her own hair is removed from her face and she can see the dark and drank chamber again…  She set ups leaning on her side and one arm while she takes in the scene, Not much, if anything has changed…  I wonder how long I slept. Seeing Vilya asleep by her side she debates rather or not to wake to elven maiden but she finial does.  Brystasia touches her shoulder and whispers quietly to her. Her voice carries more joy and sunshine then she honestly feels, “Vilya, dear you need to wake up now…  We have much to do before the day is finished.”  She doesn’t wait for a reply knowing that it will take the elven woman just as long to wake up as her and that no one wants to be rushed.  She takes the time to release her hair from it’s bindings knowing that it will never look right till its redone.  Her slivery blonde lockets cascades all the way down her lower back before she starts to tuck it here and there and finally traps it back into place with various hairpins, hairclips and the phylactery that rests upon her forehead.She stands and takes one quick look around to make sure that nothing had changed before heading over to Antillus and the Angel.  She nods her head in greeting to the hunter before she turns to address the angel, “Abd-Raten, when you where cast in here did your punishers come in with you?  If so how did they leave?”</blockquote>

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